She seemed so tall, towering over me as I cringed on the floor, she was clad in leather, black leather, it exposed her breasts, her nipples were rouge..., red and swollen, the crotch of her outfit was missing, I could see her labia, even from the floor I could see she was leaking. I thought Valkyrie, God she wasn’t blonde, she didn’t have enormous breasts and she wasn’t astride a horse but she was intimidating, I was fearful of her.I got out of my clothes and lay prostrated on the floor at her. ." And second," Mikey continued, unperturbed. "We can get Stacy to tell Mary Lou that ass fucking is great! As I said, she'll do anything to keep the pictures from going public." I still don't know..." Davy said, unsure."Let me handle it. Can you email me these JPEGs?" Mikey said."Um... sure!" Davy said. In a few minutes, all three images were heading through the wires on their way to Mikey's house."Good. Give me the TIFFS on one of the ZIP disks as a backup. Then we'll have copies at my house. You swallow and await the next offering from him.He lets you wait, just long enough that you wonder if he will give you another bite, then he picks up the toast and feeds it to you. The orange juice is next and you tilt your head to gulp down a few drops. A rivulet of juice dribbles down your cheek. He licks the drop off, cleaning you of the sticky fluid.This goes on until you both have finished. Then he lifts you off his lap and with a little smack to your ass he bids you to clean up."Don't. ” He then squeezed Amy's breasts again. “Amy, since the workday is almost over anyway, I would like to take you out if you're interested. Amy, will you go out to dinner with me?” Amy spun around in his arms to face Curt. She seemed to be in thought for a few seconds as she stared into his eyes. Then a smile spread across her face. She then threw her arms around his neck, pressed her breasts into his torso, and kissed his lips. “Curt, are you really asking me for a date? No one has ever.